Category Archives: Love

Cat Snuggles Make Good Bedtime Stories

I wish you could see. I’m in the dark laying at the end of my daughters bed. She called me in because she needed someone to help her feel safe. Paul, our youngest cat child, has snuggled in behind her knees. This is major. Paul was picked out from the animal rescue by my daughter. They…

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A Mindful Life

Here in this life be mindful.   Wear that dress that you are saving.   Tell the girl in HR that she has a really nice sweater on, ask where she got it (maybe she has a coupon?)   Get angry at injustice (and do something about it).   Say NO, and use it as…

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Capturing Grief

On October 15th 2012 I had my first miscarriage. It was a pain I have never experienced in my life, one that I can’t equate with anything else, and a memory that holds tight. I was certain I would never feel that kind of loss again. Then, on December 12, 2014, I had my second…

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This isn’t Goodbye…

I’ve been on vacation for the past week and I’ve been loving it. The time with my daughter, the sleeping in, the activities, and the warmth of summer. My daughter is growing up fast, becoming more and more independent and has a huge personality that sucks people in. While I was watching her one day…

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We Love An Adventure

We have a lot of activities planned for this summer. Many we can do in our own city but there are a few we’ve had to travel for. And that’s just fine by me. I love a car ride. And my family loves adventure! We like to pack up last minute, go where our imaginations…

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She’s 5 And I’m Not Cool Anymore

Their giggles could be heard from outside, three care free girls behind the closed door of a bedroom, squealing with an unimaginable amount of energy while my daughter scrambled to find her bathing suit. Her friends had just arrived with their parents and we were getting ready to hop in the pool on what was…

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Over the Bridge

This weekend we took a walk.   The same one we took in 2012   oh my heart. Thank you for SharingRelated Posts:She’s 5 And I’m Not Cool AnymoreNot Quite a FisherwomanWhen You’re Five

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Not Quite a Fisherwoman

The temperature was right and the water was calm. There was a crowd of people and we had found the perfect spot amongst them for our morning at the fishing derby. We were with friends which made it equally as exciting and our daughter was pumped. Worms on the line, fishing pole set, Dad in position,…

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When You’re Five

Little feet pedal as fast as they can up the road ahead of me. I hold my breath, praying a car doesn’t come. Keeping the urge to run after her and carry her the rest of the way to the house to myself. We stop every few minutes to pick a flower, write in the dirt,…

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Category Archives: Love

Cat Snuggles Make Good Bedtime Stories

I wish you could see. I’m in the dark laying at the end of my daughters bed. She called me in because she needed someone to help her feel safe. Paul, our youngest cat child, has snuggled in behind her knees. This is major. Paul was picked out from the animal rescue by my daughter. They…

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A Mindful Life

Here in this life be mindful.   Wear that dress that you are saving.   Tell the girl in HR that she has a really nice sweater on, ask where she got it (maybe she has a coupon?)   Get angry at injustice (and do something about it).   Say NO, and use it as…

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Capturing Grief

On October 15th 2012 I had my first miscarriage. It was a pain I have never experienced in my life, one that I can’t equate with anything else, and a memory that holds tight. I was certain I would never feel that kind of loss again. Then, on December 12, 2014, I had my second…

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This isn’t Goodbye…

I’ve been on vacation for the past week and I’ve been loving it. The time with my daughter, the sleeping in, the activities, and the warmth of summer. My daughter is growing up fast, becoming more and more independent and has a huge personality that sucks people in. While I was watching her one day…

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We Love An Adventure

We have a lot of activities planned for this summer. Many we can do in our own city but there are a few we’ve had to travel for. And that’s just fine by me. I love a car ride. And my family loves adventure! We like to pack up last minute, go where our imaginations…

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She’s 5 And I’m Not Cool Anymore

Their giggles could be heard from outside, three care free girls behind the closed door of a bedroom, squealing with an unimaginable amount of energy while my daughter scrambled to find her bathing suit. Her friends had just arrived with their parents and we were getting ready to hop in the pool on what was…

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Over the Bridge

This weekend we took a walk.   The same one we took in 2012   oh my heart. Thank you for SharingRelated Posts:She’s 5 And I’m Not Cool AnymoreNot Quite a FisherwomanWhen You’re Five

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Not Quite a Fisherwoman

The temperature was right and the water was calm. There was a crowd of people and we had found the perfect spot amongst them for our morning at the fishing derby. We were with friends which made it equally as exciting and our daughter was pumped. Worms on the line, fishing pole set, Dad in position,…

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When You’re Five

Little feet pedal as fast as they can up the road ahead of me. I hold my breath, praying a car doesn’t come. Keeping the urge to run after her and carry her the rest of the way to the house to myself. We stop every few minutes to pick a flower, write in the dirt,…

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